I was wandering around the mall for a couple of hours. I was horrible with the whole 'shopping thing'. It made it even worse that I was walking around alone. If one of my friends had been there with me they would of been throwing articles of clothing at me and telling me to try them on. But, since I was by myself I would enter a store and look around for about a half hour and not buy a thing.
Everything I picked up either looked too childish or too slutty, and I did not want to give Rider the wrong impression of me. I did not want him to think of me as too young and incapable of a serious relationship with an older man with children, but on the other hand I did not want him to think the only thing I was looking for was sex. I mean don't get me wrong, I wanted that, but I also wanted someone to take care of me and just love me. I KNOW. I'm such a hopeless romantic.
I finally found something cute enough. So, I threw it up on the check out counter and paid for it. "Hot date?" The cashier asked. "Haha you could say that..." I looked up at her and she smiled. She put the clothing into a cloth bags and handed it to me. "Have a nice hot date," the cashier said. I smiled uncomfortably and walked out.
It was finally time for me to head over to the children's house to babysit. I hopped in my yellow Volkswagen Beetle and pulled out of my drive way. The drive to Rider's house wasn't too far away, but it still allowed me time to get my nerves all built up. What if he doesn't like what I'm wearing?... wait where is Rider going?? On a date with another woman? I thought to myself. All of these obnoxious thoughts flowed through my head until I reached the front door. Just as I reached my hand out to ring the door bell the door opened... "I've been expecting you, Sarah", Rider said.
To be continued...
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